"Would you stop staring at me?" The pink haired girl said blankly as she threaded your leg together. Her blue eyes glanced to you before looking back down at your injury.

It was Machi, one of your many companions in your troop. You had gotten ambushed, fending off yourself to a good bit. That was until one enemy actually got a good hit on you, leading to this.

Machi had found you before the others, going to you in a calm state. Although, she was worried. To some bit, that is.